Alpha's Human Mate

Get Ready

It was Friday afternoon, and Gulf was merrily going about his daily routine before descending upon his mate, Mew, who was ensconced in his office, wrestling with an avalanche of paperwork. Gulf plopped down on the sofa, watching Mew as he ploughed through the mountain of documents.

'Why does he look hot as hell? It's just paperwork! Can he stop being so annoyingly handsome?' Gulf mused to himself, casting a sidelong glance at Mew.

"You know, Gulf, if you keep staring at me like that, I might just develop a hole in my forehead," Mew smirked, eyes still glued to the pages.

"I wasn't looking at you, I was contemplating the mysteries of paperwork," Gulf replied, rolling his eyes with melodrama worthy of an Oscar.

"Oh really?!" Mew shot back, raising an eyebrow higher than any rollercoaster.

"Yes, really! Now get back to work! Don't go lazing about, dodging your responsibility by ogling me," Gulf playfully chided, making Mew shake his head and dive back into his paperwork.

'Seriously! How can anyone be this handsome? Crikey, I feel like straddling him right now, but I should probably save my virgin self for another time,' Gulf thought, licking his lips unconsciously as he continued to admire Mew.

Suddenly, Mew halted his writing, placing the pen down and looking up at Gulf. "What now, Gulf?" he asked, impatience creeping into his voice as he glared at Gulf, who was clearly distracting him from work.

Gulf tilted his head, raising an eyebrow and smirking. 'Look at him, trying to be annoyed but secretly loving the attention. What a sly wolf,' Gulf thought, studying Mew's face.

"Nothing, Mew. I was just admiring your stack of neatly arranged paperwork. It's so sexy! Like, chocolate-sexy. Honestly, just thinking about a man who reads makes my heart tingle," Gulf said, feeling a rush of excitement as Mew desperately fought back laughter.

"What a weird mate I have," Mew chuckled, returning to his signing and reading.

"Oh, by the way, Mew, where's Kokliang?" Gulf asked, checking his phone.

"Don't really know, and to be honest, I don't really care," Mew replied, the paperwork still his priority.

"Alright then, I'll go hunt down that boy while you enjoy your riveting paperwork," Gulf said, bolting out of the room.

Gulf charged through the office, searching high and low for Kokliang but to no avail. Finally, he sought the guidance of other pack members about Kokliang's whereabouts. Eventually, he made his way to the backyard and flopped down beside Kokliang.

"Oh my Kokliang, have you hit retirement age? You're here like an old person soaking in the view!" Gulf teased, making a woeful face.

"Weirdo," Kokliang muttered, pointedly ignoring Gulf.

"What are you doing out here all on your lonesome?" Gulf probed.

"I have a date later, but I don't know if I should go because I'm terrified," Kokliang confessed, exhaling heavily.

"Hey, don't be scared! If you want, I can accompany you," Gulf offered.

"No, really, there's no need. I just don't want to ruin this date. Ugh, I don't know what I'm even thinking or saying!" Kokliang screeched, ruffling his hair in a mess.

"What you need is a warm bubble bath to calm down and a fabulous outfit for tonight! Now, let's go!" Gulf declared, dragging Kokliang towards his room.

Upon reaching, Gulf dashed into the bathroom, prepped the bathtub, and shoved Kokliang in. "Kokliang, my boy, I'll be back in 15 minutes, I just have to run a quick errand," Gulf said, sprinting out to Mew's home office.

Upon arriving, Mew was MIA, so Gulf checked their bedroom—still no Mew. Deciding to text him, Gulf hightailed it back to Kokliang's room to ensure he was ready for the big date.

"Are you done in there, Kokliang?" Gulf rapped on the door three times.

"Almost! Just give me a few minutes!" Kokliang replied.

"Do you know where your brother is? I can't find him anywhere!" Gulf asked, slightly frantic.

"He went to help some pack members. Is this the outfit I should wear?" Kokliang tried to deflect.

"When? Why didn't he say anything?" Gulf exclaimed, handing Kokliang the outfit.

"Right when you were talking to me. It's not a big deal, don't worry," Kokliang assured, though it only made Gulf worry more.

"Fine, whatever," Gulf huffed, nodding resignedly.

After their mini fashion show, Kokliang was looking sharp for his dinner date. But just before letting him go, Gulf couldn't help but bombard Kokliang with questions about his date, leaving Kokliang's jaw hanging in disbelief and vice versa.

"He's my date," Kokliang said, pointing to San, who had just wandered over.

"San? Seriously, San?!" Gulf exclaimed, shock rippling through him.

"Yes, San!" San replied, grinning widely as Gulf rolled his eyes in mock despair.

"I was expecting this to be earlier, but wow, San!" Gulf exclaimed, clapping his hands as he burst into laughter, mocking them both with the flair of a seasoned stand-up comic. "When his brother isn't around, you dare to bring out his baby brother? Wow, San, wow!" Gulf continued the jest dancing in his eyes. But when the looming reality rolled in like a thundercloud, his expression soured.

"Wait, does that mean Mew won't be coming back tonight?" Gulf shot a piercing look at Kokliang, his playful demeanour evaporating faster than a mirage.

"Haha, look at the time! We'll be late. Come on, let's go, San. Bye, Gulf!" Kokliang hastily dodged, but Gulf wasn't having any of it. He seized Kokliang with the intensity of a bear wrestling a picnic basket.

"You tell me now, and don't skimp on the juicy details. Where did Mew go? And if you lie, I'll know. So choose your words wisely!" Gulf announced, his voice dripping with the authority of a mother bear on a rampage, sending a shiver down Kokliang's spine.

"He went to help the Plan Clan, his ex. The reason he didn't want to tell you is that he might have to stay more than a day to help her out," Kokliang confessed, earning a single nod from Gulf, whose expression became as unreadable as a cat in a room full of rocking chairs.

Kokliang gulped, glancing at San for backup, but both remained as mute as goldfish in a bowl.

"Okay then, no worries! You two enjoy your 'date'," Gulf beamed, though his smile was sharper than a chef's knife. "And Kokliang, best be back before midnight. If you've got any love bites on your neck, I might just snap San's neck for doing that," he added with a grin that could only be described as innocent... if you squinted just right.

"Ok-okay, Gulf," both Kokliang and San replied, exchanging glances like conspirators before turning back to Gulf's all-too-sweet smile.

With that, they hopped into San's car, torn between excitement and panic, leaving Gulf with emotions more unstable than a toddler on a sugar high. He drifted towards Mew's bedroom, set on a mission more direct than an arrow from Cupid's bow.